You had just arrived home from school, it was Friday finally. You pulled up into the driveway and noticed a couple of familiar cars of your brother's friends. Since your parents were often on business trips your house had become a hotspot for the group of boys to hang out all the time. When you got out of your car and entered the house you were greeted with the four boys, your brother nowhere in sight.

On the couch Marcus—the youngest and sweetest of the boys— and Joan—The silent chief of chaos— were sitting on the couch playing your brother's console. In the kitchen Prince—the dirty ladies man and sass queen of the group— was talking to Gene— The "bad boy" of them— about the best way to fry a potato.

Prince was the first one to notice your entrance and smirked, "Well you're home early, Princess."